Full Throttle Wrestling - Wrestletopia Night 1 (February 23, 2012)

Fireworks and pyro light up the darkened building. Fans roar with the explosions, waving signs and mugging for the cameras. The camera finally sets upon a table where an older gentleman and a young, good looking, man sit.

Dale McCoy: "Hello and welcome to Full Throttle Wrestling Wrestletopia! This is our biggest event so far as tonight will mark the start of the famous Adam Vogel Invitational!"

Oliver Evans: "Don't fret folks, this tournament will continue on for the next few days until we crown our winner who will not only get the presitge of being the 2012 winner of the Adam Vogel Invitational, but will also recieve the vacant FTW World Heavyweight Championship!"

Dale McCoy: "With a total of 32 men fighting in this tournament, it's clear to see why we are so excited for this weekend! This is going to be a hell of a ride and I'm glad that you are all here to share in the memories that these few nights are sure to create."

Oliver Evans: "Let's get this action started!"

In the darkness of a locker room, a figure slowly moves. A hand suddenly reaches out and grabs the camera, pulling it close enough in the darkness for the outline of a face to form.

?: “The time has come for a new champion. Full Throttle Wrestling has forgotten what real terror is. You have all forgotten about what hides in the dark, instead you stay in the light and worry about insignificant things such as money. Well, there is something hiding in the dark, and it’s Aiden Hollows!”

The lights suddenly turn on, revealing Aiden Hollows to the viewers.

Aiden Hollows: “Dramatic intros always serve to get the crowd’s attention. But as for Full Throttle Wrestling, it’s showtime. At the conclusion of the Adam Vogel Invitational, a new champion will be crowned, and that man is going to be me! For far too long, Aiden Hollows has remained in the shadows. For far too long I have been passed by and ignored. Well, that’s all about to change. Tonight, I take the first step on the road to glory by defeating Michael Jones. Who is that you ask? Well, I don’t even know!”

Boos are heard all the way inside the locker room.

Aiden Hollows: “After I defeat this noname, I’ll go on to defeat all the other losers of this federation until I stand on the top of the mountain. Once there, you will have no choice but to finally awknowledge me! You will no longer be able to simply ignore me, because I’ll be the only thing that you’ll see! This is my federation now, and this is my tournament to win!”

As suddenly as they came on, the lights go out. The sound of Aiden’s laughter is all that is heard as the scene ends.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Michael Jones!"

The arena’s lights dim down as the song “Personal Jesus” by Marilyn Manson begins to play. A purple spotlight falls onto the ramp as Aiden Hollows steps out from the backstage. The light follows him as he walks to the ring.

Dale McCoy: “This is the very first match of the Adam Vogel Invitational! Tonight, it’ll be the outsider Aiden Hollows taking on FTW Superstar, Michael Jones.”

Oliver Evans: “Aiden Hollows is a man who will do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He’s sick of being ignored and looks at this tournament as his ticket to become big. Michael Jones is looking to get his FTW career to go back onto the rise, and one has to think that it would be extremely embarrassing for him if he was the first man to lose in this tournament.”

Dale McCoy: “Not only that, but he has to be putting pressure on himself to avoid being the first FTW wrestler to lose to an outsider. A lot of the guys in the locker room are really feeling that it’s us vs. them, and don’t want to see any of their fellows take a loss.”

Oliver Evans: “We have some great outside talent; it’ll be difficult for our superstars to shut these guys down. These guys are here to win, and they are going to do all they can to stop themselves from going home disappointed.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Mark Davis, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “Hollows quickly starts this match off by rolling Michael into a small package for an attempted pin, but Michael kicks right out of it before the one. Michael walks into a kick to the gut before being driven into the mat with a spinning neckbreaker.”

Oliver Evans: “As Michael gets back to his feet, Hollows charges and hits him with the point of the elbow to the top of the head! Hollows quickly bounces off of the ropes before knocking Jones down with the spinning elbow.”

Dale McCoy: “Aiden looks to capitalize on his offense, but instead walks into a hard right hand from Michael. Jones hits him with a few more right hands before grabbing him by the wrist and whipping him into the ropes. As Hollows comes back, Michael hits him with a low dropkick to the knee that sends him falling hard into the mat face-first.”

Oliver Evans: “Aiden is sent into the corner by another irish whip. Running forearm from Michael! Jones drives a few forearm shots into Hollows’ face before moving away and running in with a high velocity dropkick to the face! Hollows stumbles out of the corner and gets pulled to the mat with a bulldog.”

Dale McCoy: “Instead of trying for the cover, Michael climbs onto the turnbuckle. He signals for an elbow drop, but Hollows gets up and jumps onto the turnbuckle as well! He hits Jones with a few hard hands before lifting him into the air and slamming him back into the ring with a huge underhook suplex! Hollows goes for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Michael kicks out before the count of three. This match was very close to coming to a close, but Jones shows his resiliency once more.”

Dale McCoy: “Hollows hops onto the turnbuckle and springs back for the corkscrew moonsault, but Jones gets the hell out of the way and Hollows hits nothing but canvas! Both men struggle to get up before Michael decks Hollows with a stiff clothesline.”

Oliver Evans: “Michael goes to the corner and waits for Aiden to get up before charging at him and attempting the spear, but Aiden sidesteps and sends Michael into the turnbuckle pads. As Michael stumbles back, Aiden leaps into the air and knocks him down with the dropkick.”

Dale McCoy: “Hollows grabs Jones’ wrist before sending him into the ropes with the irish whip, but Jones handsprings into the ropes before coming back and jumping before pulling Aiden into the mat with the cutter! Michael takes a little time to recover his bearings before rolling Aiden over and hooking the leg.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Aiden Hollows somehow manages to force the shoulder up before the ref’s hand hits the mat for the third time! Michael Jones is looking rather frustrated.”

Dale McCoy: “Michael hops onto the turnbuckle and waits for Aiden to get to his feet before leaping for the flying knee known as the Screaming Soul, but Aiden moves out of the way and Michael slams down hard onto the mat! Aiden shoves Michael into the turnbuckle before rolling him into a cover! Wait, Aiden’s got both feet on the second rope for leverage! How is the referee not seeing this!?”

Jefferson Saint is holding a camera backstage. Behind him, the real cameraman is lying on the floor holding his balls.

Jefferson Saint: “My first match in Full Throttle Wrestling is against some wack ass superhero? Are you kidding me? That man is on a suicide run! “Suicide Sperm!” The crowd will chant! This is a genital genocide and instead of being hunted, he’s coming right to the slaughter like the lamb he is. I’m going to break this guy’s balls, and yet all he can think about is how strong his cock is. What kind of a superpower is that anyway?”

Jefferson Saint stops for a moment before looking into the camera with a questioning gaze.

Jefferson Saint: “I wonder if when I hit these guys in the nuts, if they orgasm. But not out of pleasure, out of pain. Like, do I hit these guys so hard that cum comes out? Because the nuts do have a sort of reservoir of sperm, so it has to go somewhere when the balls are crushed!”

Jefferson Saint brightens up suddenly.

Jefferson Saint: “Well, I guess we’ll find out! Tonight, it’ll be the dick puncher vs. the strong cocked super nerd. He’ll imitate Batman, and I’ll break his dick! We’ll have a wonderful time, and while that’s happening, we’ll find out if people can orgasm from extreme pain and a crushed scrotum.”

The scene opens in the hallway, but a voice is heard from behind the camera.

?: “When the world needs a hero, an ordinary man with extraordinary power must rise up and fight for the sake of those he loves.”

The cameraman turns around, and in his view is an ordinary looking man.

?: “Hail citizen! I heard that a madman was on the loose in Full Throttle Wrestling, and that wherever he went, no dick was left untouched…and not in a good way either. That is why I have come. To protect those who can’t protect themselves, I must vanquish this sex staller with one of the very things he seeks to destroy – my dick.”

The man points at his crotch for emphasis and continues to speak.

?: “Go ahead and feel it, it won’t bite.”

The cameraman doesn’t move.

?: “Alright, don’t feel it then, that’s fine. Jefferson Saint will be feeling it enough for you when our match rolls around. I’m David Strongcock, and my last name is 100% true!”

With that, the strange man turns and walks away, leaving the camera alone in the hallway as the scene fades.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Jefferson Saint!"

"Final Treatment 192" by Stalker begins playing as Jefferson Saint steps out. He slowly raises his fist into the air in a dramatic display before walking down to the ring. After sliding in, Jefferson Saint threatens the referee with a low blow.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, David Strongcock!"

Sir Edward Elgar’s Pomp and Circumstance March No.1 begins to play as David Strongcock walks down to the ring, interacting with the fans as he goes. As he slides in, David pulls his cape off and tosses it to a ring hand.

Dale McCoy: “The very strange Jefferson Saint will be facing an equally strange David Strongcock here tonight in this first round match.”

Oliver Evans: “I just have to ask what the fuck was Vogel thinking when he hired these two guys? One man thinks he is a super hero while the other one goes around punching people in the genitals. This is garbage that I would expect in a place like the defunct United League of Lunatics.”

Dale McCoy: “Well Oliver, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see why it was that Adam Vogel hired these two. I bet we’ll have our answer at the end of this match.”

Oliver Evans: “We better have our answer.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Ray Johnson, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As the bell rings, David Strongcock signals the referee over. He’s telling the referee that he wants groin shots to be legal!”

Oliver Evans: “What an idiot!”

Dale McCoy: “Jefferson Saint takes advantage of the new ruling and punches David in-between the legs, but Jefferson hurt his hand on Strongcock’s cock!”

Oliver Evans: “…are you fucking kidding me!?”

Dale McCoy: “Jefferson kicks Stongcock in-between the legs, but it hurts his foot! Strongcock takes advantage with a quick clothesline. As Jefferson gets up, David sends him into the ropes with an irish whip. As Saint comes back, Strongcock jumps into the air and drives his cock into the face of Jefferson Saint!”

Oliver Evans: “What the hell am I watching!?”

Dale McCoy: “Strongcock quickly bounces off of the ropes before going for the shining wizard…wait, he hit him with the shining cock instead! This crowd is going wild for Strongcock!”

Oliver Evans: “What the hell is wrong with you people!? This isn’t wrestling!”

Dale McCoy: “David Strongcock grabs Jefferson Saint’s head and puts it into his tights before lifting Saint up and sitting down, driving Saint’s head into his genitals with the dickstroyer! Strongcock rolls him over and puts his dick in Saint’s face for the cover!”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, David Strongcock!”

Oliver Evans: “What the hell just happened!?”

Dale McCoy: “David Strongcock just beat Jefferson Saint to advance in this tournament, that’s what just happened!”

Oliver Evans: “This wasn’t wrestling, this was trash! How can any respectable company air something like this?”

Dale McCoy: “The crowd loves him and his unorthodox style, Oliver. Just because you don’t like him doesn’t mean we aren’t going to show him. He’s clearly a talented young man and he may even turn out to be the next winner of the Adam Vogel Invitational.”

Standing backstage picking his teeth with a fork is another of the "outsiders" participating in AdamVogel's Invitational. As the camera comes closer, the man quits picking his teeth and looks at the fork.

?: "The beef is a bit tough, I would reccomend trying the fish."

Beside him is the catering table, which he has apparently taken the liberty of sampling.

Darryl holds his hand out to the cameraman, but soon pulls his hand back.

Darryl Devine: "I guess you can't really shake my hand while you are holding a camera. Hmm...the Adam Vogel Invitational, what is there to say? I'm going to win, plain and simple. My first match is against some manager who doesn't know how to wrestle; talk about an easy win! I'll move into the second round without even having broken a sweat and then I'll easily take advantage of my opponent's vulnerable state. This will continue until I've won the tournament and am declared the champion of the world! My opponents may be good, but they certainly aren't devine, it's as simple as that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to get ready for my easy win."

Darryl once again holds his hand out to the cameraman, but the handshake is once again ignored because of the camera.

Darryl Devine: "Suit yourself, you've just missed out on the opportunity to shake the hand of the next World Heavyweight champion."

The camera watches as a man smokes a cigarette in the parking lot. That man looks to be a wrestler and the cameraman seems to want to give him some air time, but four men suddenly step in front of the camera. The leader of the four men looks the most disappointed.

?: “This is Full Throttle Wrestling? This place isn’t as impressive as I had thought it would be. Oh well, there won’t be much press for when we take this place down, but we’ll still be accumulating more wealth and fame back in Mexico.”

The stoutest man in the party steps up to take a closer look at the building.

?: “This place doesn’t look too bad, but it does look like the people here will be soft and weak. I think I will ransack them.”

The shortest man sighs before beginning to speak.

?: “This place is pretty bland. I have to guess that Faith in Nothing just isn’t going to be needed to defeat the various members of this roster.”

The men continue their conversation as they approach the building, but the cameraman doesn’t follow them and their conversation isn’t continued to be picked up.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Aaron Blake!"

Svyaschennaya Voyna, composed by Alexander Vasilyevich Alexandrov, plays throughout the arena as Aaron Blake walks to the ring.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Darryl Devine!"

Darryl Devine struts out onto the ramp as “The Touch” by Stan Bush plays throughout the arena. Devine stops to smooth down his eyebrows before walking down to the ring, commenting all the way about how good he looks.

Dale McCoy: “Aaron Blake, the overzealous manager, is stepping into the ring to take on the outsider Darryl Devine.”

Oliver Evans: “The manager of the first double champion in Full Throttle Wrestling history is about to show everybody that his undefeated streak is going to last for a long time! Darryl Devine better be scarred.”

Dale McCoy: “You’re joking, right?”

Oliver Evans: “Nope.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Michael Bull, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As Aaron Blake takes off his watch and hands it to a ring hand, Darryl Devine comes up behind him and shoves him into the turnbuckle! As Blake bounces out, Devine kicks him in the gut before lifting him into the air, sticking a knee out, and dropping Blake head-first onto it with the Devine Intervention!”

Dale McCoy: “And Devine’s done it! He’s put Blake away, possibly in record time, to advance to the next round.”

Oliver Evans: “Come on! What was that? Blake wasn’t even ready, the referee should restart this match or disqualify Darryl Devine for cheating.”

Dale McCoy: “The bell rang to start the match, Aaron Blake should have been paying attention if he didn’t want that to be the outcome.”

Oliver Evans: “Aaron Blake was being a good sport by taking his watch off, because that could have hurt Devine, but Devine decided that he couldn’t beat Blake fair and square and took quick advantage. He might be the second outsider to win in this tournament, but he didn’t deserve it.”

As the scene opens, a good looking young man greets the camera with a smile. This is another person who has not yet been seen in Full Throttle Wrestling, but is planning on making his debut this weekend.

Ace Hawkins: “Hello! I think that this is on…anyway, I am Ace Hawkins, the newest signed addition to the Full Throttle Wrestling roster. You folks don’t know me, but I plan on changing that very soon. In the Adam Vogel Invitational, I hope to be the one person that no one can stop. I am new, fresh, and eager to make an impression. I’m willing to lay it all on the line just like any of the more experienced competitors as well, and I do know what it is that I am doing inside of that ring. While I don’t have many advantages going into this tournament, I do have one major one. I am the new guy and I’m going to be underestimated. I can, and will, use that to my advantage in the coming matches.”

Ace stops for a moment, letting his words hover in the air before finally continuing.

Ace Hawkins: “But talk is cheap. Anyone can say that they are going to do something, but until they actually do it, that talk means nothing. Tonight I’m going to do my best, and that’s something. Win or lose, no one can ever say that I didn’t give my all to put on the best show possible for you fans. And, who knows, this newbie may just manage to surprise the more experienced wrestlers in this tournament and walk away with the FTW World Heavyweight Championship. The thing about lightning is that no one expects to be struck by it until after it has already happened.”

With the smile still plastered to his face, Ace Hawkins hands the camera back to a cameraman before turning and walking down the hallway.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Acid!”

The lights dim down as "Touch the Sun" by Opus Dai begins playing. As the song plays, a figure slowly rises out of the floor before the lights go back to normal as a thunderous reaction is given to him by the crowd. He runs to the ring and leaps inside of it before climbing onto a turnbuckle and striking a pose. Acid then backflips back into the ring before waiting for the bell to sound.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Ace Hawkins!”

"Outrage" by Capital Lights begins playing throughout the arena as Ace Hawkins steps out onto the entrance ramp. Walking to the center of the ramp, he stops for a moment before throwing his arms out wide as a volley of pyrotechnics explode behind him. As they subside, the young man begins walking towards the ring, slapping the hands of any fan who reaches out to him. When he arrives at ringside, he hops onto the ring apron before hopping over the top-rope. He climbs onto a turnbuckle to strike a quick pose for the fans.

Dale McCoy: “Tonight will mark our first time seeing Ace Hawkins in Full Throttle Wrestling. This young man is not an outsider to this company, but instead is a new hire. He was signed to a contract a few weeks ago, but tonight will mark the start of that contract.”

Oliver Evans: “He isn’t the only newcomer we’ve seen tonight, Strongcock was another and we have a few more still to come. This kid has a lot of potential, and I’m actually glad he was paired up against Acid.”

Dale McCoy: “Acid’s high flying style vs. Hawkins’ high flying style should create a very fast-paced and exciting match. Who wouldn’t want to see this?”

Oliver Evans: “That’s not my reason for wanting to see this match you bloke. Acid sucks, and we know that he will lose, so I am glad that Hawkins got him because this means that Hawkins will advance.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Mark Davis, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As the bell rings, Acid and Ace lock up. Acid, being slightly bigger, manages to pull Ace into a side headlock before flipping him to the ground while still holding the headlock. Ace manages to break the headlock by using his legs to pull Acid into a headscissor, but Acid kips out of it.”

Oliver Evans: “Acid with the arm drag! Ace quickly gets back to his feet and returns the favor with an arm drag of his own! Acid gets to his feet and flips Ace with another arm drag. Ace gets up and jumps before connecting with a dropkick that knocks Acid to the mat once more.”

Dale McCoy: “Ace Hawkins quickly hits Acid with a forearm shot before grabbing him and whipping him into the ropes. As Acid comes back, Ace goes for a dropkick, but Acid ducks under it and keeps running. As Ace bounces off of the mat, Acid drives him back into it with a running bulldog.”

Oliver Evans: “As Hawkins gets to his feet, Acid bounces off of the ropes before hitting him with a stiff clothesline. Acid lifts Hawkins onto a shoulder, but Hawkins manages to slide down the back before hitting a reverse DDT.”

Dale McCoy: “Hawkins quickly bounces off of the ropes and charges at Acid, but Acid turns and lifts Ace into the air before slamming him to the mat with the flapjack! Ace gets up holding his mouth, only to be kicked there again by the dropkick.”

Oliver Evans: “Acid whips Hawkins into the corner before charging in and connecting with a jumping forearm. As soon as he lands, Acid leaps back into the air and connects with another dropkick to the face of Ace Hawkins. Hawkins stumbles out of the corner and into a suplex from Acid.”

Dale McCoy: “Acid hops onto the top rope, preparing for the Acid Plunge, but Hawkins jumps to his feet and pushes Acid’s legs out from under him, causing Acid to fall into the turnbuckle. Hawkins hops up onto the turnbuckle and goes for the reverse frankensteiner, but Acid manages to hang on and Hawkins slams hard into the mat!”

Oliver Evans: “If it was anyone else I would call them an idiot, but this kid is still very green, so rookie mistakes are to be expected.”

Dale McCoy: “As Hawkins gets to his feet, Acid leaps back and knocks the standing Hawkins to the ground with a moonsault! Acid has both legs hooked for a very tight cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “I was worried that this kid was actually going to lose to Acid there, but he managed to get the shoulder up just in time!”

Dale McCoy: “Ace Hawkins is showing some great heart by staying alive in this match. Acid grabs Hawkins and DDTs him into the mat before dropping a knee onto his feet. Quickly hopping up, Acid jumps and lands on Ace with the leg drop before running to the ropes and using them for momentum for a running senton. Acid grabs both legs for the cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Ace Hawkins again kicks out before the three. Acid springs off the ropes, looking for a springboard leg drop, but Ace moves out of the way! Ace goes for a springboard clothesline as Acid gets to his feet, but Acid counters with a dropkick to the face! Hawkins made another rookie mistake!”

Dale McCoy: “Acid grabs the rookie and pushes him into the corner. As Ace bounces out, Acid grabs him from behind and lifts him into the air before dropping him back-first onto a knee. Acid climbs onto the turnbuckle again, and this time jumps back and corkscrews towards Hawkins, but Ace manages to roll out of the way of the Acid Plunge!”

Oliver Evans: “Ace Hawkins has that look in his eyes! He knows he can get the win!”

Dale McCoy: “As Acid groggily gets to his feet, Ace Hawkins jumps into the air and grabs him with a three-quarter facelock before pulling Acid face-first into the mat with the Ace Crusher! Hawkins hooks a leg for the cover!”

Oliver Evans: “Ace Hawkins came to fight and did just that. Despite some tough resistance from Acid, this rookie managed to secure the win and advance in this tournament. However, if he had so much trouble against a guy like Acid, one has to wonder how much longer he’ll last.”

Dale McCoy: “Come on Oliver, Acid is a hell of a competitor. Ace Hawkins raised his stock and made a big statement by knocking him off here tonight. I don’t think anyone really expected this rookie to take out an experienced wrestler like Acid on his first night in Full Throttle Wrestling.”

Oliver Evans: “Acid is more of a jobber than anything else, Dale. I think there were a lot of people who thought Hawkins could triumph here tonight. What surprises me is that Hawkins made few mistakes and actually managed to capitalize on Acid’s mistakes.”

Dale McCoy: “Ace Hawkins showed us a lot here tonight to advance in the Adam Vogel Invitational. Next round he’ll find himself against Darryl Devine, and if he manages to win that match, I have to assume that he will suddenly find himself not being taken lightly by the other wrestlers.”

"Screaming Bloody Murder" by Sum 41 begins playing throughout the arena as Aldo van Eyck walks out from the backstage and onto the ramp before walking down to the ring. Aldo van Eyck stares out at the audience in attendance as his music stops. The crowd neither boos him nor cheers him, they remain apathetic to him. Aldo turns his nose up ever so slightly as he has a microphone brought in to him. Although Aldo looks out at the crowd with scorn, they look back at him with a mild curiosity. Aldo van Eyck is neither the first newcomer they have seen nor will he be the last, but if there is one thing that Aldo is sure of, it’s that he will be the one they remember for the longest period of time.

Aldo van Eyck: “It is customary for a debuting wrestler to make himself known to the audience here in America. In the Netherlands, it’s considered a common courtesy. While your wrestlers can choose whether or not to actually introduce themselves, I am held to a higher standard and have no alternative, regardless of how much I may loathe doing it.”

A few boos are heard, but most members of the audience fail to catch the insult, and instead assume Aldo is just nervous about speaking in front of them.

Aldo van Eyck: “I am Aldo van Eyck. None of you will know of me, of course, because you Americans are too enthralled by your own promotions to watch foreign wrestling. When you do watch foreign wrestling, you turn to Mexico, Japan, and Canada, never once thinking about Europe. But I do not blame you for your ignorance; most European federations are smaller than the standard promotion you watch. We do not allow our industries to be monopolized and abused like you Americans do. Where Mexico has AAA and CMLL; and Japan has NJPW, NOAH, and AJPW, the US and Canada really fails to have competition between its companies. For the past 10 years, the United States has been dominated by World Wrestling Entertainment. Before that, you were dominated by the NWA’s territory system. At every turn, you Americans snub smaller companies in favor of the bigger promotions merely because the larger promotions are more easily watched. What’s more is that you then go home and get on your social media and complain about that promotion that you just watched. You criticize their matches, their booking decisions, their gimmicks, and even the wrestlers themselves. But even after this, you turn back on your television sets, fork over more money, and watch that promotion again and again. You Americans think you know so very much about wrestling, and yet you only watch a very small fraction of the wrestling available to you. And when you do watch wrestling, you judge the wrestler based upon how he looks and where he is from, rather than for what he is doing. For instance, when Rene Dupree wrestled in the WWE, he was hated simply because he was French. Chavo Guerrero has always been hated because he is Mexican, small, and ugly according to you people. Viscera was rejected because he was fat, and yet the majority of you in attendance tonight are just as big as he was!”

The majority of the crowd is booing Aldo van Eyck at this point, insulted by his insinuations of how they act and how much they know. The minority who are not booing are still in a shocked state due to Aldo’s comments.

Aldo van Eyck: “And then there’s this, this booing that you Americans do. How do you not understand that booing isn’t acceptable? In most areas, the crowds do not boo, they only applaud when they see something they like. Have you wondered why foreign wrestlers don’t come to the United States? It’s because you are a disrespectful lot who impede their careers.”

The crowd continues to boo Aldo for his comment, but Aldo continues.

Aldo van Eyck: “Because of your rejection of the foreign wrestlers, your American promotions are much less likely to hire them. When your promotions do hire these foreign wrestlers, they mistreat them. When was the last time the WWE or TNA had a Japanese World Heavyweight Champion? When was the last time there was a French World Heavyweight Champion? When was the last time there even was a Dutch professional wrestler hired by one of these companies?”

Aldo pauses to wait for an answer, but Aldo only receives more boos from the verbally abused audience.

Aldo van Eyck: “Exactly. Well, as a representative of the Dutch, the Germans, the Polish, and all the rest of Europe, I find the state of America to be absolutely appalling. No wrestler should be held down simply because of their nationality. There are things that need to be changed, and I will change them. You may not like me, but you will respect me and what I can do within this ring. I will demonstrate the ability of foreign workers, and through my efforts, you will gain an appreciation for it. When that happens, a man like Hiroshi Tanahashi can come to a place like TNA without fear of being misused. When that happens, a man like Claudio Castagnoli can claim the WWE World Heavyweight Championship. I will not return to the Netherlands until this event can come to fruition. I will not leave until you American brutes understand that the value of wrestlers comes from them themselves, and is not arbitrarily assigned to them by you!”

Aldo van Eyck drops his microphone amidst a chorus of boos. He rolls out of the ring and heads back up the ramp, ignoring the fans all the way.

Bond's "Explosive" starts blasting on the speakers as the wrestlers who is also known as The Charismatic Crippler arrogantly comes out of the entrance tunnel and struts down the ramp amidst the boos emanating from the crowd. A smirk on his face and a mic in his hand, Colton Charles Cai Cobb seems to be in a good mood as he leaps unto the ring apron and enters the ring. Patiently waiting for the boos to settle down, Colton Charles Cai Cobb addresses the crowd in his usual contemptuous manner.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "It seems you people are too stupid to understand that booing are for losers and in my match against Paredyse, I wasn't the one who tapped out didn't I?"

More boos start to emanate from the crowd as now half-eaten hotdogs, soda cups and other things the crowd have in their hands started getting thrown into the ring which C4 nonchalantly dodges or bats away with his free arm.

Dale McCoy: "I really don't see why Cobb has to call the crowd stupid, there was no need for him to gather that much hostility."

Oliver Evans: "He's just stating the truth Dale, saying it as it really is."

As C4 dodges the last water bottle thrown into the ring, he peruses the amount of litter now scattered throughout ringside. Shaking his head C4 continues with his offensive remarks.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Tsk tsk tsk, not only are you people stupid, such a wasteful lot too... We see people struggling everyday to make ends meet just to put food on the table and what do you do? You throw away perfectly good food. But now I stray from my point... In our last meeting I scored a victory over Paredyse which means that he is now my personal servant. So now I want you all to welcome my new lapdog... Paredyse! Come out here Paredyse, your master beckons!"

Spotlights swing towards the top of the entrance tunnel as the crowd looks on to wait for Paredyse to appear.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Oh wait, I totally forgot, Paredyse won't make it tonight for I have him cleaning my bathroom toilet at home with a toothbrush for his comments in the last Velocity. I hope my little chore put some humility into that mouth of his... Ah the life of luxury... It is such a joy to have my own personal slave."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb starts chuckling again as the crowd again starts to show their displeasure.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Oh fine, boo all you want, it's not like I care what stupid people think. Now if you'd all pardon me, I have more important things to do like thinking of what humiliating things I shall let Paredyse do next."

With that, the pompous wrestler drops his mic and exits the ring ignoring the loud boos as Bond's "Explosive" starts playing full blast drowning out the crowd's contempt for him as he makes his way to the back.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Aldo van Eyck!”

"Screaming Bloody Murder" by Sum 41 begins playing throughout the arena as Aldo van Eyck walks out from the backstage and onto the ramp. The crowd bursts into a frenzy of boos at the sight of the Dutch wrestler, but Aldo merely laughs at those in attendance before walking down to the ring. Aldo van Eyck slides into the ring and waits for the start of the match.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Tommy Gunn!”

Tommy Gunn walks down to the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As we continue with our Adam Vogel Invitational Tournament, we will get to see possibly the best and most well-known Dutch wrestler in professional wrestling today, Aldo van Eyck, as he takes on the enforcer of the Vogel family, Tommy Gunn.”

Oliver Evans: “I think you said that well, Dale. I do not believe there is any Dutch wrestler as famous at this time as Aldo van Eyck. It’s a real treat and pleasure for him to be wrestling in a FTW ring.”

Dale McCoy: “Aldo van Eyck is a very technical wrestler who will dismantle his opponents piece by piece en route to victory. Aldo’s style is actually very underappreciated in the United States of America, but he’s come here to settle a few scores and prove some major issues to the people.”

Oliver Evans: “To Aldo, this job here at Full Throttle Wrestling is merely an opportunity to advance the cause of Dutch pro wrestling in the world. It’ll be interesting to see how his efforts are viewed by the viewers.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Michael Bull, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As the bell rings, Tommy Gunn immediately goes for his signature running big boot, but Aldo van Eyck ducks underneath it! As Tommy turns around, Aldo hits him with a few punches before bouncing off of the ropes, but Tommy takes him out with a huge lariat!”

Oliver Evans: “Gunn pulls Aldo to his feet before whipping him across the ring and into the ropes. As Aldo comes back, Gunn puts his head down, but Aldo sees this coming and counters with the DDT.”

Dale McCoy: “Tommy gets to his feet only to be taken down by a dropkick from van Eyck. Eyck runs and bounces off of the ropes before dropping a knee onto Gunn’s face. With Gunn still down, Eyck eyes the right leg of Gunn and stomps onto the knee!”

Oliver Evans: “It looks like Aldo van Eyck has decided to stop the generic offense and go to work on the body part that he considers the most useful to Tommy Gunn’s playbook.”

Dale McCoy: “Aldo grabs the lab he stomped on and lifts it up before kicking Tommy on the underside of the knee. Aldo kicks him again before twisting the leg and driving his own knee into Tommy’s knee. As Tommy grips his knee, Aldo kicks him in the face before grabbing the injured leg and again stomping down upon the knee.”

Oliver Evans: “This is the focused attack that has made Aldo van Eyck so famous. He doesn’t have the great size of some men, but he has the calculated attack that puts those big men down.”

Dale McCoy: “Aldo grabs the injured leg and drags Gunn closer to the ropes before draping the leg over the bottom rope and rolling out of the ring. Aldo grabs the leg and pulls on it with all of his weight, yanking the knee onto the taut rope as the referee begins the count.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three! Four! Fi…”

Oliver Evans: “Aldo van Eyck lets go of the leg before he can be disqualified. The referee checks on Tommy Gunn, asking about whether he wants to continue. Before the referee can get a response, however, Aldo van Eyck pushes him out of the way and drops an elbow onto the knee!”

Dale McCoy: “The referee admonishes Aldo van Eyck before asking Tommy Gunn if he wants to continue. Gunn says he wishes to continue, and gets another kick to the knee for it! Aldo van Eyck grabs the leg and twists the knee around his own leg, looking for the submission.”

Oliver Evans: “Aldo van Eyck has the submission hold locked on tight! Tommy Gunn is struggling to get to the ropes, but is pretty far away. The hand hovers above the mat, could this be it?”

Dale McCoy: “No! Tommy Gunn’s hand hits the mat, but not in submission! Tommy Gunn begins pulling Aldo van Eyck over to the ropes, but Aldo realizes the submission hold before driving his knee into Tommy’s knee again! Aldo presses his knee into Gunn’s knee while pulling on the leg with a painful submission hold!”

Oliver Evans: “From one painful hold right into another, this isn’t looking good for Tommy Gunn! Gunn’s face distorts from the pain, but he manages to hang on!”

Dale McCoy: “Tommy is really in trouble here Oliver. He looks to the ropes and tries to reach them, but can’t do it! Aldo van Eyck leans close to tell Tommy to tap out, but Gunn hits him with a hard punch that causes the break! Both men get to their feet, but Tommy reacts first and connects with the big running boot despite the injured leg! Tommy Gunn drops down for the cover, this could be it!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “But Aldo van Eyck kicks out before the three! Brilliant, because of the hurt leg, Tommy Gunn wasn’t able to put as much power behind the running big boot as he usually can, enabling Aldo to kick out even after being hit by it!”

Dale McCoy: “That’s the focused attack of Aldo van Eyck at its best. He can neutralize his opponents while putting himself into a position to win the match, which is what he has done here.”

Dale McCoy: “But Aldo ducks it before chop blocking the knee! As Gunn goes down, Aldo grabs the legs and locks him into the Texas Cloverleaf, again exploiting the hurt knee and capitalizing on the damage that has been done!”

Oliver Evans: “There is no way either the knee or Tommy Gunn can withstand yet another submission hold! If Tommy Gunn doesn’t find an escape quick, this match will be over!”

Dale McCoy: “Tommy Gunn is in the center of the ring with nowhere to go! He tries to power out of the Texas Cloverleaf, but Aldo’s just got it locked in too tight! Tommy looks for another way, and attempts to drag Aldo to the ropes, but Aldo just continues to increase the pressure. Pulling harder still, Aldo van Eyck looks confident that this match is over. And he’s right! Tommy Gunn’s hand is slapping the mat!”

Oliver Evans: “Aldo van Eyck finally picks up the submission after an impressive display of technical domination! I think Aldo van Eyck has showed the roster something important tonight – the moves don’t have to look impactful or flashy to be effective.”

Dale McCoy: “I have to agree with you, Oliver. This match is what Aldo van Eyck was talking about in his promo. He said the people and wrestlers have no appreciation of a slow-paced, well-thought out match. If he did anything tonight, it was make sure that we understand the power of a focused attack.”

Oliver Evans: “If Aldo van Eyck can continue to methodically pick apart his opponents, I have a feeling that our new World Heavyweight Champion will be a Dutch born submission specialist!”

Dale McCoy: “You might not be too far from the target with that, Oliver. Aldo van Eyck’s unique and effective style could prove to be too much for the other wrestlers in this tournament and he very well may come out as our new champion and as the winner of the Adam Vogel Invitational!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, William LaCroix!”

"Sonne" by Rammstein begins playing over the speakers as the big man from Switzerland walks down towards the ring. He ignores the crowd as he climbs up the metal stairs onto the ring apron. After wiping his feet on the apron, LaCroix swings one of his long legs over the top rope before doing the same with the other.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Dmitry Petrovich!”

Svyaschennaya Voyna, composed by Alexander Vasilyevich Alexandrov, plays throughout the arena as Dmitry Petrovich steps out onto the ramp followed closely by his manager, Aaron Blake. Dmitry ignores the audience completely as he walks down to the ring. After climbing into the ring, Dmitry waits patiently for the bell to ring as Aaron Blake gives him some last minute advice.

Dale McCoy: “The long-time rivalry between William LaCroix and Dmitry Petrovich will be revived tonight in this first round match of the Adam Vogel Invitational!”

Oliver Evans: “These two haven’t been able to put their hatred of one another to rest in a match yet, and I don’t see tonight being any different. These two men are going to put on a hell of a match though to be sure.”

Dale McCoy: “These two men have both held the FTW World Heavyweight Championship, but their careers have slowed a bit in recent times. I bet both of these men are looking at this tournament as their way of getting back onto the top of the mountain. But will these two wear each other out so much that the winner won’t be physically able to win this tournament?”

Oliver Evans: “I think that’s exactly what will happen, Dale. As much as I like Dmitry, it’s unreasonable to think that William LaCroix is going to go down easily here tonight. These two are going to beat the hell out of each other.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Mark Davis, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “As Dmitry turns around, LaCroix kicks him in the face with the Riot Run! LaCroix quickly hooks both legs for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry kicks out before the count of three! Haha! LaCroix tried to cheat to win, but he failed!”

Dale McCoy: “The bell was already rung Oliver, so the Riot Run was legal. Dmitry should have been paying attention. LaCroix’s charging up for another Riot Run…but Aaron Blake’s grabbed his ankle! LaCroix wrenches his leg free, but Dmitry takes him down with a big clothesline! Now that’s cheating, Oliver!”

Oliver Evans: “Oh what? Sorry, I was talking to a cameraman and missed it.”

Dale McCoy: “Of course you were, Oliver. Dmitry picks LaCroix up and sends him across the ring and into the turnbuckle. Dmitry follows up with another clothesline before slamming William into the mat with the side slam.”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry waits for LaCroix to get to his feet before jacking his jaw with a hard punch. William LaCroix returns fire with his own punch though and now these two are exchanging bombs!”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix seems to be getting the better of the exchange though, but Dmitry stops it with a kick to the gut! Dmitry pulls LaCroix in for a suplex, but LaCroix refuses to be lifted. As Dmitry gives up the attempt, LaCroix tries to take him over with a suplex of his own, but Dmitry doesn’t allow it. Dmitry punches LaCroix in the gut a few times before managing to lift the big Swiss into the air and slamming him into the mat!”

Oliver Evans: “As LaCroix gets to his feet, Dmitry hits him on the back of the head with the point of the elbow before pounding LaCroix into the mat with forearms and stomps! Dmitry is focused tonight!”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry kicks LaCroix in the face before yanking him up and onto his shoulders for a big samoan drop! Dmitry looks like he wants to hit another big power move, but Blake is urging Dmitry to go to the top rope! And Dmitry is actually doing it!”

Oliver Evans: “I like Dmitry and Blake, but even I can’t agree with this. Dmitry isn’t a guy who goes to the top very often.”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry makes it to the top rope and leaps for the elbow drop! He actually hit it! Dmitry hooks a leg for the cover!”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “William kicks out at two, even after that huge elbow drop! I have to say though, that elbow drop didn’t look very good. It was very clear that that was one of the only elbows Dmitry has dropped from the top rope in the entirety of his career.”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry lifts William up for a powerslam, but William fights out of it with elbow shots. As he lands behind Dmitry, William runs and bounces off of the ropes before delivering a big running big boot! But Dmitry only stumbles back into the ropes before using them for momentum to hit a running big boot of his own! But this big boot only causes LaCroix to stumble into the ropes before connecting with a second running big boot that sends Dmitry into the ropes again. Dmitry bounces off of them and connects with another running big boot of his own! LaCroix stays standing but looks groggy. Discus clothesline out of nowhere from LaCroix finally knocks Dmitry to the mat! LaCroix hooks a leg for the cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “But Dmitry pushes LaCroix off of him at the count of two! William gets to his feet and moves to the corner where he signals for the Riot Run, but Aaron Blake hops onto the apron and gets LaCroix’s attention! LaCroix grabs Blake by the throat, but Dmitry hits him on the back with a forearm and saves his manager.”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry pushes LaCroix into the corner before hitting him with a few punches. Dmitry backs away before charging in for a clothesline, but LaCroix gets a foot up and into the face of the charging Dmitry! As LaCroix goes to follow up though, Dmitry kicks him in the gut before throwing him with a belly to belly suplex!”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry sends William into the ropes with an irish whip before sending him into the air with a back body drop! LaCroix again gets to his feet, only to be lifted into the air and slammed to the mat with a back suplex from Dmitry!”

Dale McCoy: “Petrovich delivers a few stomps to the chest of LaCroix before pulling him to his feet and lifting him onto a shoulder. Dmitry runs forward and slams LaCroix into the mat with a running powerslam! Dmitry gets up and drops an elbow onto LaCroix’s chest before going for the cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Another two count! William LaCroix just does not want to stay down tonight!”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry looks annoyed with William’s resiliency. Dmitry punches William in the face a few times before getting up and dropping another elbow down onto William’s chest. Dmitry starts to pull William up and to his feet, but LaCroix fights back with punches to the gut. But William’s offensive is quickly snuffed out by a headbutt from Dmitry!”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry delivers two more headbutts to LaCroix before lifting him up and dropping him onto a knee with the backbreaker! Dmitry drops a third elbow onto LaCroix before holding the shoulders down for a cover.”

Mark Davis: “One! Two…”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry pulls LaCroix to his feet before dropping him with a short-arm clothesline. Dmitry sends LaCroix into the corner with an irish whip before charging in, but LaCroix moves out of the way and bounces off of the ropes as Dmitry bounces off of the turnbuckle! LaCroix goes for the Riot Run, but Dmitry ducks under it and LaCroix hits the referee with it!”

Oliver Evans: “He just killed him!”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry runs towards LaCroix, but William LaCroix grabs Dmitry by his waist and hoists him into the air before slamming Dmitry down onto his spine while dropping to a seated position with the Neurotoxin! Dmitry holds the shoulders down for a cover, but the referee isn’t conscious!”

Oliver Evans: “Isn’t conscious? The referee isn’t alive!”

Dale McCoy: “Aaron Blake taunts LaCroix from outside the ring about his incompetency. LaCroix gets up, abandoning the cover, and moves towards Blake. He sticks his head in-between the ropes and grabs Blake’s hair, but Blake hits LaCroix across the skull with a steel chair! LaCroix goes down as Blake stuffs the steel chair underneath the ring.”

Oliver Evans: “I think LaCroix is out cold! Dmitry just needs to put a finger onto LaCroix and he’ll get the win!”

Dale McCoy: “Aaron Blake runs up the ramp and disappears backstage. He comes back out followed by another referee! As the referee slides into the ring, Dmitry Petrovich drapes an arm across the shoulders of LaCroix!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “How did William LaCroix manage to get a shoulder up after being hit by that steel chair!?”

Dale McCoy: “Despite the illegal chair shot, LaCroix refuses to stay down! Dmitry and LaCroix both manage to get to their feet before running at one another and taking each other out with clotheslines! Both men are down again!”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry rolls over to the ropes and starts to get encouragement from Aaron Blake. As Dmitry gets to his feet, Aaron Blake tries to warn him of LaCroix, but Dmitry gets a clothesline to the back of the head before he can turn around! The impact from the clothesline sends Dmitry tumbling over the ropes and onto the floor!”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix follows Dmitry and exits the ring. He pulls Dmitry to his feet and tries to whip him into the barricade, but Dmitry turns it around and whips LaCroix into the barricade instead! Dmitry grabs the jarred LaCroix by the throat before lifting him into the air and slamming him onto the floor with the chokeslam! Dmitry rolls into the ring and waits for the count out victory.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Three! Four!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix is starting to work his way back to his feet.”

Michael Bull: “Fix!”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry has gotten the referee’s attention. Aaron Blake meanwhile is waiting for LaCroix to get up. As LaCroix does so, Blake leaps into the air and dropkicks LaCroix back into the barricade! As LaCroix recoils from the impact, Blake grabs him and drives his face into the floor with the cutter! This is a highway robbery! Aaron Blake shouldn’t be interfering in this tournament match!”

Oliver Evans: “But he is, and that’s what’s important. Blake is very interested in seeing Dmitry advance; you can’t really blame him for getting so involved with the match.”

Dale McCoy: “I can and I do. Blake should respect the rules and only manage his client not help win him the match!”

Oliver Evans: “The referee is admonishing Dmitry for interrupting the count! He’s not counting LaCroix out right now! Turn around you moron!”

Oliver Evans: “Too bad, McCoy, because the referee has finally quit his bitching and turned around to continue his count.”

Michael Bull: “Six! Seven! Eight!”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix is grabbing the edge of the ring…can he make it back in before the count of ten?”

Michael Bull: “Nine!”

Oliver Evans: “I doubt it.”

Michael Bull: “Te…”

Dale McCoy: “LACROIX PULLED HIMSELF INTO THE RING JUST BEFORE THE COUNT OF TEN! This match is still going!”

Oliver Evans: “What the hell!?”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry stomps on LaCroix before pulling him into the center of the ring and dropping a leg across his throat with the leg drop. Dmitry rolls over and onto LaCroix’s shoulders for the cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix manages to power out before the count of three! This guy has taken some major punishment so far into this match but he just won’t stay down!”

Dale McCoy: “Dmitry kicks LaCroix in the ribs before turning and talking to Aaron Blake. As Dmitry turns and starts towards William, William suddenly hops up and levels Dmitry with the Riot Run! LaCroix quickly goes for the cover!”

Oliver Evans: “No! Kick out!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “Unbelievable! Dmitry kicked out after a second Riot Run!”

Oliver Evans: “Yes! Haha! William isn’t the only one who can take a lot of punishment and still manage to kick out!”

Dale McCoy: “William gets to his feet before lifting Dmitry onto his shoulders into a fireman’s carry. LaCroix quickly tucks Dmitry’s head under his arm before tossing Dmitry backwards while pushing his head down into the mat with Paranoia’s Kiss! William rolls Dmitry over before going for another cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry keeps his streak alive by kicking out before the three count! Dmitry has never lost in singles competition in FTW yet, and I don’t think that’s going to change!”

Dale McCoy: “The frustrated LaCroix gets to his feet once again and signals for the Dementia! As Dmitry gets to his feet, LaCroix pulls him onto his shoulders into another fireman’s carry, but Aaron Blake leaps onto the apron. LaCroix charges towards Blake and drives Dmitry into him, knocking him off of the apron and onto the floor! LaCroix turns and tries to drive Dmitry into a turnbuckle, but Dmitry slides down behind LaCroix and pushes him into the turnbuckle.”

Oliver Evans: “Petrovich lifts LaCroix into a backbreaker rack before dropping to a seated position, driving LaCroix’s ribs into his shoulder blades! Petrovich leans back and onto LaCroix for a cover!”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Dale McCoy: “LaCroix kicks out before the count of three! Neither of these men can find a way to finish the other one off here. Dmitry pulls LaCroix up and tries to lift him for a powerbomb, but LaCroix tosses him overhead with a back body drop!”

Oliver Evans: “LaCroix jumps and tries again for the Riot Run, but Dmitry ducks under it!”

Dale McCoy: “As LaCroix turns around, Dmitry scoops him up and onto a shoulder before lowering him into a belly to belly position. Dmitry jumps, landing on his knees and spiking LaCroix’s head into the mat with a tombstone piledriver! There’s the Iron Curtain! Petrovich hooks a leg! This could be it!”

Oliver Evans: “Dmitry did it! Dmitry did it! He defeated William LaCroix and kept his streak alive! Dmitry Petrovich is still undefeated in singles competition.”

Dale McCoy: “More importantly than that, Dmitry has advanced into the next round of this tournament by virtue of his win here.”

Oliver Evans: “That’s right. We may soon see Dmitry Petrovich as the FTW World Heavyweight Champion once more!”

Dale McCoy: “We just might, but I think it’s much too soon to be proclaiming him the surefire win.”

Cher's "Believe" begins to play as FTW's transsexual superstar Boy Bakla flambouyantly makes its entrance into the grand stage. Blowing kisses as it makes its way down the ramp, Bakla enters the ring gracefully as the crowd looks on confused to what reaction to give the gender confused wrestler.

Boy Bakla: "Good evening everyone! It seems that tonight, I shall be facing Ray Kamaura... He's a giant of a man... Mmm... A big meaty chunky man... Just how I love my men..."

Bakla's voice seem to trail off as a dreamy expression comes over its face. Realizing where it was, Bakla quickly recovers.

Boy Bakla: "I digress... Anyhoo, I don't think I need to state the obvious tonight as you all already know the outcome of my match tonight against Ray. I will beat his sausag... I mean beat him as I beat Allister King in my last match. Now some of you may think I am blowing hot air but I assure you that I, Bakla is not just another face in the FTW roster, in fact soon I shall be THE face of FTW. And just look at my perfect skin, isn't it just befitting for such beauty to represent this beautiful federation? I didn't wash it with coconut milk every night for nothing you know."

Bakla gives a wink to the crowd which garnered a couple of EEEWs...

Oliver Evans: "Eeew is right... No tranny should be the face of FTW."

The transsexual wrestler's gaze shift down to Oliver Evans in the announce table.

Boy Bakla: "Ah, a skeptic I see, why don't you spend an evening with me Oliver dear and I'm sure I can change your mind..."

Bakla leans on the ropes and looks straight at Evans. A bead of sweat suddenly appear on the color commentator's brow as he seem to be at a loss for words.

Oliver Evans: "Ah..."

Dale McCoy: "My partner Dale seems to be at a loss for words as he is so elated at your invitation Mister... Er Miss... Bakla. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful evening of convincing ahead of you."

Oliver Evans could only stare at Dale McCoy in horror...

Boy Bakla: "Oh how wonderful... I think we can start the convincing right now, I mean you don't seem particularly busy Oliver..."

Bakla starts to exit the ring when Oliver Evans jumps up from his seat.

Oliver Evans: "Bathroom break!"

Evans quickly hightails it, leaping over the steel railings and running through the crowd to the nearest exit.

Boy Bakla: "I love it when they play hard to get."

Bakla quickly gives chase as the crowd starts laughing the the turn of events as Cher's "Believe" again starts playing on the speakers.

"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura steps out on the entrance ramp.

Ray: Stop right there! The time of Ray Kamaura is here at last. I suggest you just forfeit the match. I’d hate to be arrested for a hate crime. I’m going to destroy you in the ring so bad that the emt's are going to have to drag your limp, lifeless body out of the ring.

Ray Kamaura stops and lets his words sink in. He cracks his next and his voice rises again,

Ray: Bakla, tonight there will be none of your gay tranny crap. Tonight we will enter the ring of our own power. I will leave under mine. You will be carried out. It is my will that will prevail. The Will of the DWMA!

Ray's voice fades as the arena goes black. "Warriors" by Freedom Call begins playing and five spot lights came to rest on three hooded figures. Then a forth light centers on Ray Kamaura. He begins laughing as the lights go out again. When they turn back on Ray Kamaura and the three members of the DWMA are gone.

Standing amongst the crowd as its initial target Oliver Evans make an escape using Kamaura's distraction to his advantage, a more than bored looking transsexual wrestler seemed unimpressed by the threats of a certain Ray Kamaura.

Boy Bakla: "Oh poop, now Oliver got away... That Ray Kamaura sure throws out generic threats... Well that's what one should expect if you are all muscle and no brain... Still it's not his brain I am interested in but what's between his legs... I just hope not all his size went to his body and not his package."

Bakla slowly makes its way to the exit where Oliver Evans fled to and exits.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, Ray Kamaura!”

"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura begins striding towards the ring. His seven foot frame towers over everything until he comes to the apron. Ray grabs the top rope and steps onto the ring then over the ropes into the ring. He swiftly moves to a turnbuckle and climbs it raises one arm into the air.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Boy Bakla!”

Cher's "Believe" start playing on the loud speakers as PINK lights start to flash above the entrance ramp. A light mist is released from the ground carrying the scent of lavender as the transsexual wrestler Boy Bakla leaps out from the back wearing a pink tank top and pink hot pants. It casually strolls down the entrance ramp blowing kisses to it's fans before it enters the ring with flourish and heads to it's corner waiting for the match to begin.

Dale McCoy: “As the night rolls on, we find ourselves looking at the giant Ray Kamaura as he prepare to square off against the much smaller Boy Bakla. Both of these wrestlers only have one win in Full Throttle Wrestling, and neither one of them can really be proud of that win.”

Oliver Evans: “Bakla kicked a dude in the nuts to pick up her first win while Ray’s first win came via countout due to Shiloh Jones being assaulted backstage a while back.”

Dale McCoy: “This tournament will be both Kamaura’s and Bakla’s chance to show us and the fans what they are really capable of. I doubt either one of these competitors are going to just roll over for the other. Earlier we saw Kamaura accompanied by three mystery men, I wonder where they went to?”

Oliver Evans: “Who cares? What matters right now is the tranny getting it’s ass kicked.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Michael Bull, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “Bakla quickly dives and headbutts Kamaura in the groin while the ref’s back is turned! Bakla grabs Kamaura’s head and DDTs him into the mat before going for the early cover. Could this be a repeat of Bakla’s last match?”

Michael Bull: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Nope! Because Kamaura is twice the man Allister King is and manages to push Bakla off of him before the three.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla kicks Kamaura a few times in the face before jumping and dropping a knee onto Kamaura’s nose. Bakla quickly hops back up before turning and dropping a leg across the throat of Ray Kamaura! Bakla rolls on top of Kamaura for another cover.”

Michael Bull: “One! Two…”

Oliver Evans: “Ray Kamaura kicks out at two. Boy Bakla pulls Ray up to his feet before kicking him in the gut and elbowing him on the back of the neck.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla sends Kamaura into the ropes with an irish whip before diving into his legs and causing Kamaura to trip face-first into the mat! Bakla grabs Kamaura from behind and pulls him to the mat with the Russian legsweep. Fist drop from Bakla who is now going for the cover.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla gives Kamaura a few punches, but Kamaura pushes Bakla back. Bakla charges towards Kamaura, but Ray scores with a big boot! As Bakla groggily gets to her feet, Ray knocks her down with a clothesline. Bakla gets to her feet again and manages to sidestep a clothesline attempt from Kamaura, who bounces off of the turnbuckle pads!”

Oliver Evans: “Bakla leaps into the air and hits Kamaura with a dropkick, knocking him back into the turnbuckle. Bakla grabs Ray and manages to lift him onto the turnbuckle.”

Dale McCoy: “Bakla climbs up after Ray and tries to superplex him, but Bakla just isn’t strong enough! Kamaura hits Bakla with a few elbows before grabbing Bakla by the throat. Kamaura lifts Bakla into the air and slams Bakla to the mat with the Game Changer!”

Oliver Evans: “There’s no way Bakla is going to be getting up after that!”

Dale McCoy: “Kamaura leaps off of the turnbuckle and connects with a huge leg drop before rolling over and hooking a leg for the cover!”

Oliver Evans: “Ray Kamaura scores his first pinfall victory in FTW! This man looks like he has some potential, but I think he needs someone to help him make the most of that potential. I know! Kamaura should align himself with Aaron Blake!”

Dale McCoy: “Yeah, because Blake has done so much for Kazu Nagai’s career.”

The four wrestlers who had arrived at the building earlier in the day now stand in the ring looking at the crowd. The leader of the group of men raises a microphone to his lips as his companions look around at the crowd in attendance.

Matthew Strong: “I’ve never been very good at introductions, so let’s get right to it. My name is Matthew Strong and I am the leader of the collection of talent that you see before you. Collectively, we are known as Relentless, but each man here is just as important as I am.”

Matthew Strong puts a hand on the shoulder of the stoutest man in the ring.

Matthew Strong: “This, this is Titan. There’s not another man in this company who can compare with Titan’s strength. As the trump card of Relentless, I have a feeling that you people will be seeing him quite often this weekend.”

Matthew moves away from Titan and points towards the shortest member of the group.

Matthew Strong: “This is Johnny Faith…”

Matthew points at the tallest member of the group.

Matthew Strong: “And that’s Vincent Nothing. Together, they from the tag team known as Faith in Nothing.”

Strong moves to the ropes.

Matthew Strong: “That concludes our little meet and greet, but not our part in your show. You see, we’ve come here for one very specific purpose – to win the Adam Vogel Invitational. We aspire to defeat all of your heroes as you watch, win the FTW World Heavyweight Championship, and then return to Mexico and to Onyx Hero’s Wrestling with our victory and loot. Full Throttle Wrestling talent will then be forced to come to our house to get their titles back.”

Johnny Faith grabs the microphone.

Johnny Faith: “And that be would be most embarrassing for this federation. We have only come to this place to win ourselves fame at the cost of your favorite wrestlers’ image. While we advance our careers, we will push down every member in Full Throttle Wrestling. That is just how it has to be. But, you get to watch us compete, that always a bonus.”

Faith strikes a stupid pose for the booing crowd before continuing.

Johnny Faith: “As top tier talent, you should be thrilled to have us come here to destroy your fledging federation. But please don’t misunderstand our motives, this is not an act of malice, it is an act of business. We can profit off of hurting your wrestlers’ careers and your federation’s image. We may find amusement in this, but who doesn’t find amusement in succeeding where others fail?”

Faith listens to the crowd’s boos for a moment before continuing.

Johnny Faith: “But let’s move on to more important things, such as Relentless’ matches in this tournament. To do this, we have to start with tonight. To start with tonight, we have to start with Titan.”

Johnny Faith hands the microphone off to Titan before moving back to talk to Vincent Nothing.

Titan: “I don’t think there is much more that needs to be said about me or about our purpose. We are here to prove that we are the best, it’s as simple as that, despite my stable mates’ more lengthy explanations.”

Titan glances back at his three stable mates before continuing.

Titan: “As you all will see, I am the power of this faction. In this tournament I am going to crush anybody who has the guts to step into the ring with me! However, the guy I am facing tonight really isn’t worth my time, he’s a joke, so I am going to have to wait to scare the living daylights out of all of you and all of the wrestlers here until my second round match. I would be able to establish my dominance early if it wasn’t for the poor quality of my opponent here tonight. It looks like he’ll have to repay me for my wasted time with pain broken bones – his of course.”

The crowd boos Titan for his comments.

Titan: “Boo all you want, you don’t have to like it, but you do have to watch it. While I am destroying that jobber tonight, I want you all to understand that he is only going to fare slightly worse than your other wrestlers. This is just the beginning of the rampage that is to come.”

Titan hands the microphone back to Johnny Faith, who then passes it to Vincent Nothing.

Vincent Nothing: “Faith in Nothing will also be participating in this tournament, and let me tell you, we’re going to win it. While we may be tag team wrestlers, we both have plenty of tricks available to us for defeating any chump that gets sent our way. The ass named Colton Charles Cai Cobb will find that out tonight when Johnny Faith knocks him down a peg…or seven. Kazu Nagai will find out that he is just a blow up doll when he meets me, because I’ll beat him so bad, it’ll be like DDT all up in here!”

The crowd continues to boo, obviously unimpressed by Vincent Nothing.

Vincent Nothing: “Don’t you people get it? Your federation will lose, it’s destined to lose! When you lose, you get Nothing!”

Vincent Nothing laughs at his weird comment before passing the microphone to Matthew Strong.

Matthew Strong: “Relentless shall have a clean sweep into the second round of the tournament, you can count on it. What else you can count on is seeing all four of us in the semifinals before we decide which of us will take home the FTW World Heavyweight Championship! You people thought that Treachery was bad? Well, you haven’t seen anything yet. Relentless is a better organized, much more efficient, and a simply better group of wrestlers than Treachery, and tonight we’ll prove that and a lot more. I hope you’re ready FTW, because tonight is the first night where you really lose!”

Strong drops the microphone before exiting the ring with his three companies. The four man group walk to the top of the ramp before disappearing backstage.

VS

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Adam Vogel Invitational! Introducing first, The Executive Brooklyn Producer!”

"BROOKLYN RAGE~!" by LittleKuriboh begins playing as The Executive Brooklyn Producer walks onto the stage. A fan yells out "OH MAH GOD! IT'S POKERFACE BY LADY GAGA!" This prompts The Executive Brooklyn Producer to walk over ot the fan and channel Achmed the Dead Terrorist. "SILENCE!....I KEEL YOU!" The Executive Brooklyn Producer then puts on a smile and waves at the other fans in attendance as the lyrics for the song start running. After a few seconds of waving, The Executive Brooklyn Producer walks down to the ring.

Taryn Shay: “And now introducing his opponent, Titan!”

Fireworks go off as “Fallback” by Spineshank begins to play. After a few moments, Titan steps out onto the entrance ramp followed by Matthew Strong, Johnny Faith, and Vincent Nothing. The four men exchange a few looks with one another before walking down to the ring. Titan slides into the ring while his three associates stay at ringside.

Dale McCoy: “In our final match of the first night of Wrestletopia, we have the winless Executive Brooklyn Producer taking on the outsider named Titan.”

Oliver Evans: “Titan is big…I don’t think there is any chance that the Brooklyn moron is going to be able to pick up the win.”

Dale McCoy: “The Executive Brooklyn Producer has been facing a variety of talent in recent events, but at every turn, The Executive comes up unsuccessful. I think I’ll have to agree with you tonight, the experienced and powerful Titan doesn’t look like he’s about to lose to The Executive Brooklyn Producer.”

Oliver Evans: “Oh, I was actually saying that EBP was going to lose because he was EBP, not because of the other disadvantages.”

The bell is rung to signal the start of this match as the referee, Ray Johnson, enters the ring.

Dale McCoy: “The Executive Brooklyn Producer charges at Titan but Titan kicks the charging wrestler in the gut with a powerful thrust kick that sends him to the ground! EBP gets to his feet only to be knocked right back down onto the mat by a double axe handle to the back!”

Oliver Evans: “Titan is already looking really impressive! I think this guy is as strong as he says he is!”

Dale McCoy: “The Executive Brooklyn Producer gets to his feet again only to be turned inside out by a clothesline! Titan goes for the cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Buwahahaha! Titan pulled that Brooklyn moron’s shoulders up before the three! He’s choosing to prolong the suffering!”

Dale McCoy: “Normally I’d say something about the possibility of EBP surprising Titan and taking home the victory, but Titan has completely demolished EBP thus far in the match. I don’t think EBP is going to be able to come back.”

Oliver Evans: “There’s no way EBP is even going to hit any kind of offense against Titan.”

Dale McCoy: “Titan whips EBP into the ropes with an irish whip before tossing him into the air, catching him, and powerbombing him into the mat! Wow!"

Oliver Evans: “That one shook the entire ring!”

Dale McCoy: “After taunting for a bit, Titan pulls The Executive Brooklyn Producer to his feet, gets the underhooks, and sends him soaring across the ring with the suplex. Titan grabs EBP and lifts him up and slams him down to the mat with a one-armed sidewalk slam. Titan leans back onto EBP for the cover.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “Titan sat up and broke his own pin attempt, hahaha!”

Dale McCoy: “Titan again brings EBP to his feet. This time, Titan lifts EBP into a gorilla press.”

Dale McCoy: “Titan finally tosses EBP to the mat before lifting him again for a huge gutwrench powerbomb! Titan grabs the prone Executive Brooklyn Producer by the throat before lifting him into the air and slamming him back down to the mat with the chokeslam! Titan puts a boot onto EBP’s chest for the pin.”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Thr…”

Oliver Evans: “And Titan pulls his foot off of EBP just before the count of three! Haha! This is great! I love watching EBP get beaten up! It’s almost as good as when Colin Delaney was wrestling for the WWE!”

Dale McCoy: “Titan lifts The Executive Brooklyn Producer up and into a delayed vertical suplex before swinging EBP down and slamming him to the mat while dropping to a seated position with the Fall from Grace! Titan again goes for the cover, will he actually pick up the win this time?”

Ray Johnson: “One! Two! Three!”

Taryn Shay: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, Titan!”

Oliver Evans: “This was an awesome ending match to our night! I have never had so much fun before! I love watching idiots get destroyed!”

Dale McCoy: “I see that you are still sour about having lost to the Executive Brooklyn Producer all those years ago. Titan looks like a force to be reckoned with though.”

Oliver Evans: “You know what Dale? You keep running your mouth about my loss, and maybe I’ll step back into that ring and knock that Brooklyn chump back onto his ass and avenge my loss.”

Dale McCoy: “I’d love to see that.”

Dale McCoy: "What a first night for our tournament and for Wrestletopia! We saw many surprising things happen tonight, many superstars debut, and many great matches. Tonight's only the first night of this weekend folks, so make sure you come back tomorrow for another night of action!"

Oliver Evans: "You do not want to miss any of the action, that's for sure!"